Imyself haveheard averygood jest, and havescornedto seem to have so sillya wit as to understand it.
I have long served virtue, And never ta'en wages of her.
Were there no heaven nor hell I should be honest.
Vain the ambition of kings Who seek by trophies and dead things To leave a living name behind, And weave but nets to catch the wind.
Heaven fashioned us of nothing; and we strive to bring ourselves to nothing.
A politician is the devil's quilted anvil; He fashions all sins on him, and the blows are never heard.